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About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, novelist, poet, performer, playwright and filmmaker, John Biscello, has lived in the high-desert grunge-wonderland of Taos, New Mexico since 2001. He is the author of six novels, Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, Nocturne Variations, No Man’s Brooklyn, The Last Furies, and No One Dreams in Color; a collection of stories, Freeze Tag, two poetry collections, Arclight and Moonglow on Mercy Street; and a fable, The Jackdaw and the Doll, illustrated by Izumi Yokoyama. He also adapted classic fables, which were paired with the vintage illustrations of artist, Paul Bransom, for the collection: Once Upon a Time, Classic Fables Reimagined. His plays have been staged and performed both nationally and internationally.

Charles Bukowski

Bluebird in his heart, caught in the cross-hairs of vice– fuck pretty, sing life.    

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Valentine

Through a glass darkly, she came, she saw, she conquered– fury, then silence.

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Wheel

Peter Pan’s shadow caught in Siren’s timeless wheel– boys never grow up.

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Louise Brooks

Soul-snatching photo of a pirate whose looks kill– eye for an eye.

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Bike

Man, woman, desire, a lonely bike unmounted– mist’s inchoate touch.

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Old-Fashioned Romance

I will blow air into your mouth like this it’s called a kiss oh and I’m holding your collar right here just in case you try to run away and go play stickball or something with Billy because Jilly told … Continue reading →

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Farce

A marriage of masks, turning silence to warm farce– neither slept soundly.

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Tryst

Envy of petals upon the lips of raindrops– perishable tryst.

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Blue Horse

So much depends upon a blue horse and dawn’s first light– dream-reign of poets.

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Cabaret

Under new ownership, Heaven changed its policies– blue angels allowed.

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